Tag Archives: Charles Bukowski

PEOPLE SUCK Gus and the Snowmen

It’s Super Bowl Sunday and I am wandering around the Fort Greene Observatory in a green cotton robe. The windows are open and the curtains are up. The people in the new condo building are probably staring into their binoculars and saying, “That crazy old coot is naked again.” They’re right and I’m about to […]

Born Into This Charles Bukowski

Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break As political landscapes dissolve As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree As the oily fish spit out their oily prey As the sun is masked We are Born like this Into this Into these carefully […]